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The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. For a long time even the strong pipe tobacco (with which McClintock supplied him) possessed a coconut flavour. Kneebone in a conciliatory tone. Humph. To such characters, fine actions are in themselves sufficient. “Yes, I know. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. The life with which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly.

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